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The Farming Saint in the Starry Wasteland (Elizabeth Schofield) novel Chapter 355

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Tobin had just shosted a mouthful of sautéed greens into his mouth when Desmond comment landed. He looked up, following the direction of his captain’s gare Sevyn and Sebastian Hewitt looked up tos

going on? You got a thing for Ms. Powell Sap? That’s off the table She’s married, don’t even think about it

Desmond’s boot found Sebastian’s shin before he could finish. Shut your mouth!

The boss made a spur of the moment call to sell a few staff meals,” he said, tapping his fork against his container Fiona saw where it could go. She didn’t just run with it, she announced a full regular service on the spot, set up a reservation system, called in the site expansion, and sorted out the logistics. All of it, right then, is already in motion.

He paused ar plate be

the group. “That’s what it means to actually care about the work. To take something off the boss’s needs it. We’re security. We’re her first line. But if we want to be people she actually relies on.

he isn’t enough. Watch more. Think more. Be like Fiona and Melton, figure out what’s needed before

y and gave a slow nod. You’re right, Cap. Ms. Powell’s something else. We’ve all seen her running circles there, doing the work of three people by herself.

outh and nodded, more seriously than usual. I used to think taking orders and guarding the gate was the whole keeps getting bigger and there’s always more to handle. Eyes open, head in the game, like Ms. Powell

s the youngest of them and usually the loudest, b the only reason was to keep eating like this eve close to reverence, then his voice climbed ha

nd stared at him. Then he looked at Tobin a

l three of them had demolished their po

men were eating like they were tr

at,he muttered, and tur rivate and considered

the farm, Fiona

d him lead

looked almost solemn, one fist clenched. I get it,

d down at his nearly empty container with

it to the boss and to this food to be better!

ready scraped clean, thought about the speed with tch at his temple.

ner itself.

ying himself with quiet focus to the last few bites, which remained, he had ever tasted.

on construction, confirmed the crew and materials with Adam, and herself breathe for a moment. She checked the reservation numbers still inside.

st to lock down.

am had already cleared a large open area for docking largescale interstellar vessels.

ow, their markings understated but their lines unmistakably military, the kind of ships that

each hull caught the pale light of Planet A001 with a quiet metallic sheen, as Melton and his team ination.

e up to the landing area just as the forward hatch of the lead ship slid open, and a familiar figure came ng fast.

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